Worries flying round my head

Like paper aeroplanes

Sharp and fast

Unpredictable landing places

Letters to post

Telephone calls to make

Parcels to collect

People to meet

Places to be

Relentless repetitive strain injury

Of the worried mind

I scratch my face

Rub my eyes

Sneeze and excuse myself

But never cease to dwell

On the worries that climb like

Poison ivy on the trellis of my mind

Swamp deep wherever I turn

Money dripping from my veins

Thirsty vampires out to kill

All the while the paper planes

Of worry shooting bullets in

The toxic cloud of administration

That occupies the air space of my mind.